Faith’s POV
The Present
“After that, I kept training with him and I got stronger, faster, and colder. I was unstoppable.” I sigh at the thought. I turn to Warren.
“I’m sorry that happened to you.” Pity filled his voice.
“You shouldn’t be. I always made my life purpose to get stronger so when I met my parents’ murderer. I wouldn’t have to hesitate when I put a bullet in his head.” I explain.
“Now what are you going to do now?” Warren asked.
“Well right now,” I say standing up. “I need to face the one thing I was scared of since my parents died.” I bit my lip as I walked into the house since the door was unlocked I could just walk in. I hear Warren following me. I walk down the hall passing my old room and into my parent’s room. They always told me and Hunter when
